"If you want to calculate the algorithm, you must have enough talent. The king of Zhou is the only one in the whole Zhou who has the ability to practice it. He can predict the past and the future. Is that true?"

After the middle-aged man left, his face showed hesitation.

The cultivation of Da Zhou's Yantian skill is extremely harsh. Even if the blood of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty, only one can appear in a hundred years.

In today's whole royal family of the Zhou Dynasty, only the king of Zhou has this talent. He can practice the complete skill of deriving heaven from the great Zhou Dynasty and exert the method of deduction.

Others practice incomplete skills, many of which cannot be used.

He returned to his room, opened a hidden drawer and took out a letter.

"Brother, please

Four characters appear on the cover. This font is not someone else's, but Zhou Chen's.

The middle-aged man, named Zhou Feng, is Zhou Chen's elder brother and the eldest son of the old emperor of the Zhou royal family. Zhou Chen, the father of the king of Zhou, is his second younger brother.

This letter was handed to him by Zhou Chen three years ago on an accidental night, and he was asked to keep it and open it when the great changes happened in Dazhou.

Originally, because Zhou Chen had been living well, and the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty did not participate in any disputes or changes, he forgot the letter until this moment.

"Second brother, what did you want to tell me three years ago?"

Zhou Feng whispered.

The hand holding the letter was shaking gently.

He was afraid that in this letter he would get the result that made him afraid.

"Three years ago, since you handed this letter to me, you have changed your appearance. The whole person is keen on the power of the family, even the brotherhood is much more insipid. Is all this related?"

He murmured and could not help closing his eyes.

After a while, when he opened his eyes again, his face was firm.

"Hiss..."

reached out his hand and directly tore up the letter. A piece of ordinary A4 paper appeared in front of him, with neat font, which was the character of his second brother, Zhou Chen.

Royal family, there are special paper, under normal circumstances, these princes can not use A4 paper.

However, Zhou Chen, three years ago, wrote this letter with A4 paper, obviously, in order not to let people notice the difference.

Zhou Feng's heart trembled and looked down line by line.

As he looked down, the whole person trembled.

Eyes, showing the color of confusion, tears, then slide down.

When he finished reading the last word, he was stunned on the spot. He suddenly raised his head and whispered to himself, "father, why are you so..."

"you, or not you?"

Boom!

as like as two peas in the sky, the two pale king of the great royal royal family suddenly appeared. "How could there be two..."

...

, no matter how Zhou Chen and Zhou Feng, the emperor of the great Zhou Dynasty started to make the Ningshi tribe not. We have to send the barracks guarding the south to suppress them. Even the strong men of Xianmen and some of the strong members of the clan old society also took the same action.

In this way, they can block the iron cavalry of the imperial family of the Zhou Dynasty.

At the same time, the East, Xuanyuan royal family, resplendent, surrounded by Kowloon, Huangwei.

In the golden hall, there is a tall middle-aged man sitting on a dragon chair.

Seat side, double dragon around, dragon beads around, flying endlessly.

Under the golden light, he looked like a God.

"Father."

At this time, a young man came in, clasped his fist and saluted, "big Zhou wrote a letter, let's show our state."

This middle-aged man, no one else, is the contemporary emperor of the imperial family of the Zhou Dynasty.

Not the old man in the imperial mausoleum, but a middle-aged man.

Because he is the new emperor.

What no one knows is that the Xuanyuan royal family, at the same time that the great emperor fell, the old emperor had already stepped down and passed the throne of emperor to his son, xuanyuanhao.

A man of great talent and great strength, who is not inferior to Xiao ZHENGJING in all aspects.

Xuanyuanhao looked at his son. When he heard that Dazhou wanted them to make a statement, he didn't have any expression. He just said calmly, "don't pay attention to them. Dazhou and xiaohuangzu are looking for their own death."

"Ah..."

the young man's face changed, "my father even had no confidence in Dazhou and xiaohuangzu."

Nowadays, all the emperors in the Ningshi imperial family all die together, leaving only one female emperor, Ning Yuling, who can hardly support herself. It can be said that it is a time when the Ning style emperor family is in danger.Even this young man once thought about persuading his father and emperor to set up an army or even to stand on his own as emperor.

To my surprise, his father and Emperor said that Dazhou and xiaohuangzu would surely die.

"It's not that there is no confidence, but, I suspect, that person is not really dead."

Xuanyuanhao stood up, surrounded by dragon Qi, the breath reached the peak.

He walked out of the hall and looked in the direction of the imperial mausoleum. He took up his hands and showed a smile. "Have you heard that since the founding of the Ning style emperor family, which emperor died of exhaustion of Shouyuan?"

"Ah..."

the youth followed, their looks changed greatly, and they were sweating profusely, "no, can't...

think carefully, since the establishment of the Yanhua Empire 3000 years ago, no emperor has ever died due to lack of life span.

That one, it's the first time.

Moreover, according to the truth, with that one's strength, even if he had been seriously injured, he could not have exhausted Shouyuan and died.

"Every emperor, after he stepped down from the throne, gradually faded away. After everyone's eyes, they all disappeared. Do you think they are dead?"

Xuanyuanhao asked again.

"This, no, won't it..."

the voice of the youth was trembling.

If, over the past three thousand years, every emperor has lived well, what terrible degree should the Ningshi emperor family have reached?

"Who knows?"

Xuanyuan Hao said with a smile, "what will happen in the end? We will know when we finally decide."

"Well, what should we do?"

The young man said in a low voice, "how about we help the Ning style emperor family secretly?"

"No need."

Xuanyuanhao shook his head. "Xuanyuan people have never participated in such disputes since ancient times. As long as they remain neutral."

"Yes."

The youth saluted and retreated.

Only xuanyuanhao raised his head to look at the sky above his head, revealing a wisp of chuckle, "Ningshi, Xiaozu, Dazhou..."

"we can see that before ancient times, who were the worshippers of millions of ethnic groups, whether human or alien

His tone, with pride, "is my Xuanyuan clan!"

"If Xuanyuan wants to be emperor, who dares to be emperor

The rest of the emperor Xuanyuan.

As for the others, the history of the three thousand years of the Dazhou, the xiaohuangzu, the ancient Qin, and even the ningstyle emperors is too short compared with the Xuanyuan people.

"Sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, and the throne changes. All of them are floating clouds. I am the only one who will live forever."

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